This is the place of places and and it is here.

Water astonishing and difficult altogether makes a meadow and a stroke.

There is something in this native land business and you cannot get away from it, in peace time you do not seem to notice it much particularly when you live in foreign parts but when there is a war and you are all alone and completely cut off from knowing about your country well then there it is, your native land is your native land, it certainly is.

Governing is occupying but not interesting, governments are occupying but not interesting.

Why should a sequence of words be anything but a pleasure?

Even the propagandists on the radio find it very difficult to really say let alone believe that the world will be a happy place, of love and peace and plenty, and that the lion will lie down with the lamb and everybody will believe anybody.

Since it could be done what was the use of doing it, and anyway you always have to stop doing something sometime.